Above The Sky

The main body of the alchemy cannon is a hollow metal cylinder surrounded by three metal prisms as a stable support. It is placed on a rotatable base that resembles a grinding disc, and the whole body is covered with dense and intricate inscriptions.

For ordinary people, these inscriptions are just like high-numerical questions. Just seeing those symbols makes them feel dizzy, spinning around, and even looking at indescribable things like crazy.

But for those who can understand, the inscription of the alchemy cannon is actually quite simple.

"Let me see... Well, that city guard is right, the overall structure of the gun body is fine, the gunpowder is dry, and the crystal sand is very pure... Sure enough, the ignition inscription is wrong."

It originally took a few minutes to check, but because of Scott's prompt, Ian found the problem at the first time-in today's battle between Viscount Grant and the indigenous monsters, every minute and every second is precious like gold, he carefully checked Where is the problem with the inscription: "Well, it turned out to be the sixth inscription for ignition. Stability is stable, but it can't operate in wet areas and water."

"Who maintains it? So lazy!"

There are a total of one hundred and three basic structures of inscriptions, and almost all inscription circuits are constructed from these basic inscriptions, no matter how high or low.

The igniter of the alchemy artillery is not complicated, but generally speaking, it uses the No. 12 inscription, which is easy to generate high heat, as the main body, but this may be a bit complicated and the failure is relatively fast, so the last maintenance person was lazy and put it It is abbreviated to the No. 6 inscription which is more stable and simple, and has a narrower scope of application.

"It's okay to change back to the twelfth or the eleventh."

Ian took out a small knife from his arms. Although it was not a professional inscription carving knife, the requirements for low-level inscriptions below Sequence 20 were not high, not to mention that he did not need to reach the standard of imperial firearms, and he could barely use it a few times.

With the physique of the Ascended Apprentice and the control he has exercised in the past two months, Ian has carved almost the most standard inscription structure.

Buzz!

When the repair of the inscription on the 12th was completed, the moment when the optical cartridge was connected to China Unicom, an extremely bright white light lit up, and the inscription array released its brilliance.

"it is good!"

Wiping away the sweat and letting out a sigh of relief, Ian is also the first time to really start maintenance. Although his grades are very good, because of his young age and the protection of Elder Pude, he has never been on the front line.

Now that he can succeed once, it can only show that his basic skills are indeed solid.

At this moment, with the investigation and maintenance just now, Ian even roughly figured out the working principle of the alchemy artillery.

The gun body itself has nothing to say, just an ordinary metal gun barrel, which is heat-resistant and sturdy. The real point is the structure of the base - the ignition process of the gun is quite special. The resulting high thermal airflow hits the crystalline sand, instantly generating a large amount of charged dust, which is detonated for the second time.

Pan-crystalline sand is a kind of fine alchemical material. It is light white and feels delicate and astringent. Under the high heat and high pressure environment, it will sublime rapidly and become ultra-high pressure high-heat plasma in a very short time, and the release intensity is extremely high. current, thereby accelerating the projectile.

This is also the principle of crystal sand explosive, a terrible lightning explosive, and if it is used as a primer to propel the shell...

"It's not a cannon at all...it's a heat cannon!"

When he noticed this, Ian was shocked again. He actually couldn't fully understand the principle of alchemy artillery. After all, in a world with psionic power and alchemy, Ian had a lot of brains to talk about earth science, but the specific physical phenomena can still be understood. : "Push the warhead directly with high-pressure plasma? Is it so crazy? The damage is completely overflowing."

That said, but the boy knows very well that there are giant beasts in the world of Terra that ordinary artillery does not work at all, and the giant crocodile outside the tower is an excellent example. Slight injury.

As for Viscount Grant's power armor? Not to mention, dodging a cannonball is probably the same as playing.

"Forget it, there will be opportunities to study the principles in the future."

Although a little reluctant, Ian suppressed his curiosity and stopped studying the structure of the alchemy cannon.

He turned the base of the cannon and started to activate the big killer, aiming towards Harrison Harbor, which was dark at night and shrouded in torrential rain and wind.

"Can you... see?"

At this time, Scott carried the downstairs door panel on his body and covered it over Ian's head to prevent the boy from being disturbed by the falling lime debris. Rain Curtain: "Even if it hits..."

The young city guard swallowed the second half of his sentence, but Ian's eyes lit up with a water-colored halo. The boy chuckled and replied, "Don't worry, you can see clearly."

After a pause, his tone became solemn: "Also, I can definitely hit the nail on the head."

Concentrating and holding his breath, Ian raised his eyebrows lightly, and the halo of psionic energy in his eyes was like the faint moonlight. This was the first time he had controlled a cannon, and it was also the first time that he had actively pushed psionic energy to the limit that he could now master.

In an instant, the entire east of Harrison Harbor was shrouded in the vision horizon, turned into a fog field, releasing different halos.

And the two most conspicuous... Viscount Grant in aether armed, and the big shaman driving the swamp crocodile dragon, are also within his binocular observation range!

"Well……"

The brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. Ian felt that countless sparks burst out like a bomb exploded in front of him, and bright red blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes and nose, and even his body felt hollowed out, as if tired. It was a difficult exercise that Hilliard required for more than ten hours in a row.

This is the price of forcibly spying on a large area, and the price of being far stronger than himself.

But in contrast, two huge purple mists also appeared in Ian's eyes. They were fighting, colliding, exerting their strengths on each other, using flowing water, steam, mud and rocks to attack and defend.

And in the direction of the Viscount Mansion, there is a little purple mist of light.

"Second energy level...Is it purple? It seems that the Viscount Mansion really has treasures."

Taking a deep breath, Ian used the breathing guidance technique. He consumed the essentia stored in the Origin Seed and the glycogen stored in the liver to relieve his current fatigue: "The smaller but more solid one is the Viscount, I don't need to pay attention to it. He, concentrate on observing that crocodile dragon..."

With the words, the fog halo representing the Crocodile Dragon gradually became thicker, and the spiritual energy echoed the wishes of the self.

Soon, the purple haze reflected in Ian's cyan eyes became an image that was constantly overflowing and changing, like a thermal image.

However, the most crucial point is that on the side of the crocodile dragon, which is composed of many dark purple mists, there is an extremely obvious 'vulnerable area' with extremely thin mist!

"Such an obvious weakness?"

Ian was startled, he really wanted to find the weakness of the crocodile dragon, but he thought it was the eyes, or the base of the tail, or the soft abdomen or something, but he didn't expect the old crocodile to have old wounds: "It looks like It seems to have been cut by a sharp sword and penetrated deep into the internal organs, who is so powerful?"

Not wanting so much, he controlled the artillery steering—the artillery base, which usually requires two people to turn, turned slowly under the power of Ian using the source material.

Then, it's launch!

With a click, the blazing white light bloomed, and the high-heat gunpowder airflow was fully mixed with the pan-crystalline sand, which instantly sublimated it, and exploded a dull thunder in the base of the alchemy artillery—and this thunder pushed the cannonball and sprayed out from the muzzle. The two-meter-long arc of flames bombarded the crocodile dragon who was still fighting with Viscount Grant at a speed that surpassed the sound!

boom! With the sound of shelling that had not been heard for a long time, the mud shield on the left foot of the Crocodile Dragon splashed and exploded, causing the giant beast to slant in pain.

But that's all, the furious Crocodile Dragon even turned his head, and his six scarlet pupils locked on the slightly inclined tower not far away.

——It works, but misses the point!

This crocodile is like a moving hill that is constantly repairing itself, unless it is bombarded with an entire artillery force, it is difficult to cause lethal damage!

Ian silently wanted to reload, and since he missed a shot, he would hit another shot, and at this moment, Scott came up with a cannonball, which he had already taken out when the boy was aiming Inventory of shells, ready to help Ian with his second shot!

"……thanks!"

A surprised look at the young city guard with a resolute expression, Ian nodded, and joined Scott to quickly reload the shells.

Then, in the face of the crocodile dragon who turned sideways and insisted on attacking the tower despite Viscount Grant's attack, Ian calmly opened the vision of vision once again, and corrected the error in the last shot in his mind.

He takes aim.

Immediately afterwards, it was launched again.

boom! Blazing white flames lit up, and the flying cannonballs were like shooting stars, tearing apart the dark night.

At the same time, with the sound of banging and tearing the leather, a large mouth burst out from the flank of the Crocodile Dragon!

For a time, everyone, including Viscount Grant, saw in amazement that the huge beast let out an earth-shattering, angry and painful howl, and the scalding blood was gushing out like a volcano. The crumbs of flesh spilled out!

The balance of power in the battle is broken!